The cliff was a thousand meters high, with thick layers of mystical dust clouds below.
These thick dust clouds were similar to pebbles, formed by mythical power, and did not fall but instead created layers of different colored clouds.
The cliff walls were steep, and Wu Hen occasionally relied on these varying-height dust clouds to climb upward. On the dust clouds, ancient Silver Wood Pines grew, with trunks and roots where Wu Hen could step.
"Bzzz bzzz bzzz bzzz~~~~~~~"
Suddenly, an incredibly strong magnetic field appeared around him, causing the leaves of the ancient pines to tremble like silver needles, clashing and creating terrible metallic sounds.
Wu Hen took a deep breath, tasting the familiar fiery breath of thunder in the air, which rapidly gathered above him, forming a terrifying spinning thunder eye!
The spinning thunder eye was golden, glaring down like the eye of a Demon God, carrying boundless fury!
"Buzz!!"
